Pi and FriendsA Poem by de_marufto pi day
Pi and Friends
There once was a number named pi Who frequently liked to get high. All he did every day Was sit in his room and play With his imaginary friend named i. There once was a number named e Who took way too much LSD. She thought she was great. But that fact we must debate; We know she wasn't greater than 3. There once was a log named Ln Whose life was devoted to sin. She came from a tree Whose base was shaped like an e. She's the most natural log I've seen. © 2013 de_marufAuthor's Note
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Added on March 14, 2013Last Updated on March 14, 2013 Authorde_marufdhaka, south, BangladeshAbouti want to cut my life as my desired time and want to make my time eventful and........................................................................................................................... more..Writing
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